December 2008
19 posts
why im always broke.
irs cause everytime i go out, i have to feed the fucking car with fucking petrol. and eventhough the petrol prices dah turun..Still! fuck la? i mean i dont earn much from whatever money i make off yawa and projects. enough for me to survive awhile, but if it all goes to the car, what the fuck is left for me? right?
anyhow, today i was on the way back home, from damansara, and as i got in the car...
What youve done to me
Head spins with a dozen question. fuck. the only reason i float free was to understand the situation, and also to let that mind sail, in hopes that one day it might return. but why do i have this sudden urge to find it. expectations build up on me like no tommorow. i torment myself with situations i know for a fact that i myself, cant handle them. sadist? no just pure curiosity. Everytime i thnk...
u still linger in my head
If you be my star I’ll be your sky you can hide underneath me and come out at night when I turn jet black and you show off your light I live to let you shine I live to let you shine.. but you can skyrocket away from me and never come back if you find another galaxy far from here with more room to fly just leave me your stardust to remember you by.. if you be my boat I’ll be your sea...
Bebel Gilberto - August Day Song
its 6am and Im off on another adventrue, this time packed with 5pairs of clothes some toiletries and a plastic medium format camera with some 120mm film and a monopod. My mission this time ladies and gentleman is to hike up/climb up Mount.Bromo. Yes if u think im insane, i am not. Mt.Bromo for yall who dont know what kind of animal that is, its a Mt=Mountain species,..hahah,sarcasm aside, Mt.Bromo...
Shooting is a kinda sorta sorta kinda...
i have this strong feeling that im going to venture into the paintball industry. After refreshing myself with a couple of games this year. i have been inspired to take it a tad-bit more seriously. i have a feeling im gona spend quite abit on, the equipment, the face mask, the marker+hopper+barrel+gas tank. to add to this madness, there is a pro paintball shop very very very near my house, about...
“That ain’t no etch-a-sketch. This is one doodle that can’t be undid,...”
Locust Festival
tumblr is pronounced as tum-blur? or tum-bler? i tought it was tumbir. like tumbIr; Tum-bir, sound like a javanese curse word. po po po po… ouh well